Julian: Mom, you have gone way too far this time.
Eleanor: I am saving you from making a huge financial mistake, Julian!
Victoria: Financial mistake? I paid for half of this wedding with my own savings!
Eleanor: With your small salary? Don't make me laugh, Victoria.
Victoria: I am a senior corporate manager! I worked ten years to build my own career!
Eleanor: Yet you are marrying into a legacy that took generations of Sterling men to build.
Leo: Mommy, why is grandmom yelling at you?
Leo ran back over, holding a small gold cake fork in his hand.
Victoria: She's not grandmom, Leo. She's just... being loud.
Eleanor: Don't teach him to disrespect me in front of our high-society guests, Victoria.
Julian: She isn't disrespecting you, Mom. You are disrespecting my future wife and my son!
Eleanor: He is not your son, Julian! Look at the legal documents! You haven't filed the final adoption papers yet!
A gasping murmur rippled through the nearby guest tables.
Victoria felt her stomach drop as she stared at Julian, who suddenly refused to meet her eyes.
Victoria: What did she just say, Julian?
Julian: Victoria, let's talk about this in private room upstairs.
Victoria: Answer me, Julian. You told me the adoption papers were finalized last month by your divorce attorney!
Julian: I... I was waiting for the final court date.
Victoria: You lied to me?
Eleanor: He didn't lie. He listened to his mother's legal advice like a smart man.
Victoria: You delayed Leo's legal adoption on purpose?
Julian: My mom asked me to wait until after the prenuptial agreement was audited! I was going to finish it next week!
Victoria: You let your mother treat my son like a legal liability while pretending to be his father!
Leo: Mommy, why is your face sad? Look, I got a flower!
Leo held up a crumpled white rose, looking up at Victoria with innocent eyes.
Victoria bent down, tears welling in her eyes as she took the tiny flower from her toddler's hand.
Victoria: Thank you, my sweet baby. It's beautiful.
Eleanor: See? The boy doesn't even know what is happening. Stop making a public drama out of simple estate law.
Victoria: This isn't about estate law, Eleanor. This is about trust.
Julian: Victoria, please. The pastor is waiting at the altar. We can sign any paper you want after the ceremony!
Victoria: You think I'm going to walk down that aisle after learning you lied about my child?
Eleanor: If you walk away now, Victoria, you get nothing. Not a single dollar, not this venue, not our reputation support.
Victoria: I never wanted your money, Eleanor. And now, I don't want your son either.
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